Nothing is the same without the miracle
of a presence, the essence remained dry
leaving tracks as dry
tangible calcined
no rivers, no sea.
of a presence, the essence remained dry
leaving tracks as dry
tangible calcined
no rivers, no sea.
Nothing is equal, is CANBIO
instant,
today, tomorrow.
the following autumn with dry roots
without springs,
without words
no voice, no reason,
instant,
today, tomorrow.
the following autumn with dry roots
without springs,
without words
no voice, no reason,
loveless
without the importance of generous touch, sublimate
kiss
of divine forgiveness.
Eternal traces remained,
my world changed.
my world changed.
Lucy Martinez Z.
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